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In case you hadn’t noticed, it’s Bisexual Visibility Day today. So I thought I’d write a little bit about my personal experiences, while encouraging you to give generously to the Bi-ble Kickstarter if you haven’t already (we’re over halfway so dig deep, people!). After all, it’s not often that I get to de-lurk and be actively bisexual…

The Eurovision decorations are up, the alcohol’s stockpiled, and Twitter’s prepped for meltdown. So, like years gone by, here’s my (vaguely YA-themed) thoughts on the class of 2017. I wouldn’t bet based on this, but if you happen to win a fortune, feel free to give me a cut of the cash.

Brace yourselves for a cheese torrent – I promise normal blog service will be resumed in a few days with my first #BroodyBFF challenge. (You might want to mute my Twitter until Sunday if you hate Eurovision, though…)

Well, would you look at that. May is nearly upon us (in the month sense, not the ‘grinning harbinger of political doom’ one), and that means only one thing: Eurovision. Wait, don’t run away! Let me try and persuade you to appreciate Europe’s premier cheesefest a bit more…

Well, that was 2016. Not the best year all round for current affairs and celeb deaths, eh? On balance, though, it’s been a good year for my writing, so here’s my annual State of the Laura for your delectation. Stick on the live top 250 Eurovision tracks, grab some bubbly, and read on…

I’ll be honest: Blogmas is draining my energy a bit this week. But on the plus side, all of Christmas is organised. Literally all of it. And to celebrate, I’m taking the evening off to watch the start of the festive Eurovision qualifier season, as Albania kick off their selection and I flood your timelines with hot takes.

Meanwhile, I thought I’d remind you that if you’re struggling for present ideas, why not buy a copy of my book for a friend or treat yourself? You can get it in many ways:

Er, yes. This should’ve gone out yesterday, as eagle-eyed readers may spot, but I was at an abandoned biscuit factory, eating street food and drinking punch while a DJ played some banging 80s tunes, then I played mini-golf and darts for the first time on the factory’s top floor, came back to drunk-tweet, and fell asleep watching Armenia’s Eurovision qualifiers, waking up in the middle of a Tchaikovsky concert.

As you do.

OW MY HEAD

Now that I’m feeling more human, though, I’ve got edits to get on with, and some Christmassy fiction which I put to a Twitter poll. Half of you wanted rogue fairies, and half wanted festive kelpies. Any more suggestions before I fire up Scrivener and ruin literature some more? Stay tuned for some fictional goodness here later today… ❤